Mejs Hasan

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In 12th grade, our European history book spoke of a village in France that sheltered over 3,000 Jews during the height of the Holocaust. The refuge wasn’t secret; its mission was known, and the town’s unity defied the Nazis’ quest to continue searching for Jews.

I’m reading a book about pastoral England in Queen Victoria’s time. The village of Haworth was in revolt because its minister had just died, and by tradition, the churchgoers ought to choose the heir to the office.

Last April, my adviser (that’s, like, your boss in graduate school) informed me that he didn’t think I “had it in me” to finish a Ph.D. and that he was washing his hands of me. He then ordered me out of his office with a grandiloquent, “Thank you, Mejs!”

What’s the game plan? It’s a question on many a Muslim’s mind now that Donald “Dip Bullets in Pig’s Blood” Trump prevailed. I’ve heard defiance and fear. However, here’s a new tack — that we Muslims lose our superiority complex

Over the past year, every time Donald Trump said something terrifying, I would start googling “Japanese internment camps,” or the “Night of Broken Glass” — the 1938 pogrom of Jewish businesses and homes.